Ji Qingyu has indeed suppressed cultivation for a long time.

She is still young in her roots, even if she can impact the Jindan Thunder Tribulation a long time ago, but for the sake of her body, she has been suppressed.

The power of the Jindan Thunder Tribulation cannot be underestimated, and she has experienced it in her previous life.

In order to successfully survive the thunderstorm, the physical body also needs to be strong to a certain extent.

What Ji Qingyu has to do now is to refine her body with the help of the spirit and demon qi in order to meet the thunder tribulation.

She closed her eyes tightly and immersed all her attention in the dantian.

"Little Er!"

When she saw the little sword lying obediently in the dantian, Ji Qingyu also said hello to the little sword.

Xiao Er really didn't like this title, and after her words fell, the little sword trembled violently, and the little sword that was originally lying in the center of the dantian instantly became active and circled several times.

"Okay, when you have three swords in one, the master will give you a nice name?"

Ji Qingyu used her divine sense to appease the "restless" sword.

I don't know if I believe her words or not, but Xiao Er really quieted down.

The corners of Ji Qingwei's lips were slightly hooked.

The island in the middle of the lake seemed to have no day and night, and Wan Qi on the shore of the lake suddenly noticed that the traction he had left on the little apprentice's arm fluctuated violently.

The man slowly opened his eyes and glanced towards the center of the lake.

Little apprentice, this is-

It's time to rob Jindan.

There are three steps in the Jindan Tribulation, the first is the Heart Demon Fantasy Realm, the second is the Thunder Tribulation, and the third step is Jindancheng.

*Mind Magic*

"Your Highness, do you really want to marry that lowly immortal clansman?"

Up to now, Wushuang still can't accept the fact that his holy daughter wants to marry someone from the immortal clan.

The saint is the lord of the holy land, and the demon cultivator next to her is just tempted by the skin of the immortal people, and the saint is absolutely impossible to be fooled.

Wushuang always felt that the saint had always been determined to marry the immortal clan, and there must be some plan, such as completely marrying the immortal clan-

"Wushuang, don't let this hall hear your slander against him again, whether it's you or someone else, otherwise ......"

The holy woman was lying on the soft couch with her head propped up, and her eyes were a little cold when she looked at the maid next to her, which was a warning.

"Yes, Your Highness, my subordinates know their mistakes."

Wushuang immediately knelt down.

She has served the Holy Maiden in the temple for thousands of years and is well acquainted with the temper of Her Highness.

The one His Highness had just looked at ...... I'm afraid that if I confess later, I will be pierced through the heart by a sword.

In the eyes of the saint, there has never been a so-called master-servant friendship.

Wushuang bit the corner of his lip, and he didn't know why in his eyes.

said that it was slander, in the past, when she "slandered" the immortal clan, His Royal Highness never stopped her.

Treat unjustly.

Wushuang knelt on the ground and pondered deeply for a while, and finally came to the conclusion that it must be the immortal people who bewitched the saint again.

The woman on the soft couch sat up straight, a purple gauze skirt outlined her swaying figure, her eyebrows lightly touched a lotus flower, the beautiful fox eyes flowed, and the facial features were moving.

Saint?

Ji Qingyu frowned slightly, she was in the body of the saint, but her words and deeds were not controlled by her consciousness at all.

The saint got up and walked slowly to the window, where a water mirror on the table by the window reflected her face.

Ji Qingyu saw clearly that the other party looked exactly like herself.

"Get up, gather the demon ministers of the whole region tonight, and the main hall has something important to inform." The woman gently twisted a bunch of bellflowers by the window, not knowing what to think, and the smile on the corner of her lips became more and more gentle.

Wushuang is like a general amnesty, "obey." ”

"Oh yes." The saint turned suddenly.

Wushuang: "Your Highness, please command." ”

I only heard the holy woman say slowly, "At the same time, arrange for someone to bring him to the holy land." ”

(End of chapter)